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337 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 5, 2014
↳ okay so this is about
Miles and Racheloops sorry, i meant Tate and Miles. Miles being Tate's brother's best friend and Tate being Miles' therapist, ugh sorry, i meant friends with benefits person and the whole time she was hoping he would change his mind because duh she's falling for him while Miles just implicitly leads her on even though he's clear about his rules and pushes her away the whole damn time because of his past but he won't stop their little arrangement because our mans is horny as fuck.
also, Miles is a pilot. this is an important fact. ALSO also, this is not Tate and Miles' story- this is Tate + Miles and Rachel's story.
She doesn't realize she's everywhere She's in everything Every
single thing has
just become Rachel,
It's consuming me.
My thoughts aren't thoughts anymore.
My thoughts are Rachel.
I can't fall in love with you, Rachel.
I look at the sink. I want to look at Rachel.
I breathe in air. I want to breathe in Rachel.
I close my eyes. I only see Rachel.
I wash my hands. I want to touch Rachel.
“If any other man ever treated me like he did, it would be the one and only time. I don’t put up with the things I’ve seen a lot of my friends put up with. However, I find myself continuing to make excuses for him, like something could actually justify his actions last week.”
"My God, Rachel."
He pulls out, then thrusts inside me again, this time with all his strength.
Give me your pain, Miles.
"MY GOD, RACHEL."
My God, Rachel...
Rachel, Rachel, Rachel
“Don’t ask about my past,” he says firmly. “And never expect a future.”
"It's not that I don't like you, Tate… I just don't want to like you. I don't want to like anyone . I don't want to date anyone. I don't want to love anyone."
"Tate," He says in a pained whisper. His face moves to my neck, and one of his hands grips my waist... His other hand moves to the back of my head as his lips rest against the skin of my neck. "What do I do?" He whispers. "What the fuck do I do?"
"The couch or your bed?" he whispers.
"Both," I reply.
"If I were capable of loving someone… it would be you."
Miles smilesIf you're wondering how anyone could possibly fall for a nonverbal, expressionless man-child, your guess is as good as mine.
For no one else
Miles only smiles
I want to plaster those four words on a billboard and require myself to pass it on my drive to work every day.You'd think he promised her the moon and the stars, but no, he just said, "You look pretty, Tate." I kid you not.
Rachel is happy.Is this a joke? And here's another example:
I make Rachel happy.
I make Rachel's life better.
Her life is better with me in it.
"Rachel," I whisper.
We go to the beach.In case you think I cherrypicked the most ludicrous examples, those are actually from the same page. In fact, every page written about Miles and Rachel reads like this. And it has the most ridiculous formatting, with line breaks galore, everything center-aligned, and random italics thrown in for emphasis.
Rachel wants to sunbathe while she reads.
I want to watch Rachel sunbathe while she reads.
I have no idea what’s going through his head. He never smiles. He never laughs. He doesn’t flirt. His face appears as if he keeps a constant veil of armor between his expressions and the rest of the world.Miles and Tate develop a friendship, kind of. It’s difficult to be friends with someone who is closed off like Miles is. You can just feel the sadness radiating off of him. Then it happens. Tate feels like she is starting to make progress with this man.
“Don’t ask about my past,” he says firmly. “And never expect a future.”Tate is so enamored with Miles, she’ll take him any way she can get him. She’s never felt this strongly about a man. She feels so much when she’s with him, she can’t get enough.
It’s the beautiful moments like this that make up for the ugly love.
"It's the beautiful moments like these that make up for the ugly love.